A/N: Told you I'd update soon! =) Thanks guys for all the feedback! A lot of you guys really think that the vampire kids are creepy, ha ha! They kind of are, aren't they? You'll learn more about them in this chapter, like their age, which a lot of you seemed to be curious about. Enjoy!~
Made – Chapter 10
There were wrought-iron handcuffs bolted into the floor; Alana buckled down one of Eric's arms while Colleen got the other. "Don't break them or we'll use the silver manacles instead," they warned before they locked up Sookie.
Sookie was frightened; had she still been alive, her heart would have been pounding out of her chest. These vampires had to be older than Eric; otherwise he would have been able to fight them off, but instead he sat clamped down to floor.
They were in a heap of trouble.
Lorcan moved to stand in front of them. Eric, seated on the floor, was almost as tall as the child vampire. Lorcan's expression was blank and he folded his hands behind his back comfortably as if having two vampires chained to his floor was just another mediocre night in his creepy, undead life. "Why are you really here?"
"I already told you," Eric said simply, trying to ignore his embarrassment that he got the two of them into this situation. Instead, he focused on his bond with Pam; her emotions were getting stronger and clearer the closer she got to them. She was angry, but also very, very worried. Well, that made two of them. "I am training my child." He tilted his head toward Sookie, who was glaring daggers at Lorcan and his two sisters.
"How old is she?" Lorcan asked thoughtfully, squatting down to stare intently into Sookie's brown eyes.
Eric pressed his lips together in a thin line. He didn't want to give Lorcan any answers, but he also knew that he ought to corporate whilst in the presence of three vampires who would be difficult to kill. Eric finally said, "I turned her almost two weeks ago."
Lorcan reached out and touched Sookie's blond hair. She immediately pulled back, wanting nothing more than to bite Lorcan's fingers off, but living was important to her, so she held back. "Don't touch me, demon spawn."
Sookie's words only made Lorcan laugh; an evil, heartless chuckle that sent chills down her spine. Lorcan pushed himself back so that he fell onto his bottom and sat, crisscross applesauce, right in between the two larger, chained vampires. Lorcan addressed Eric with a wide grin, "You know she's got fairy blood, right?" Alana and Colleen giggled from behind their brother.
What did that wicked kid just say—that she had fairy blood? Fairies exist too, on top of everything else? Sookie glanced at Eric; his expression was completely blank when he said, "I suspected that she was part-fae after tasting her blood when I turned her."
"You did?" Sookie asked, almost sounding manic due to her building anger. "Why the hell didn't you tell me?"
Eric looked over to Sookie and said, "I wasn't sure, and I didn't want to tell you till I was positive." He dropped her gaze and stared back down at Lorcan. "Some vampires have a nose for detecting fae-blood, I do not."
Lorcan smiled widely since he was one of those vampires with that specific, handy skill. Sookie wanted to smack that disturbing grin right off his freckled face.
"Do you know what powers she's got?" Lorcan asked excitedly. "She's got to be able to do something."
So, she had powers now? Well, maybe that explained the purplish light that came out of her hands whenever she was in danger, but Eric did not know about that, so it did not come as a surprise when he said, "No, I do not."
Lorcan lifted up his right hand and snapped. Alana immediately moved to crouch down to his side. Lorcan stroked Alana's copper hair affectionately, and patted her on the back. "My sister's a witch, as well as a vampire, of course. Perhaps she can help your child use her powers."
Eric was interested, she could tell, but he still said, "If my child wants Alana's help, then of course we will accept your offer."
"How about it, young vamp-fae, would you be up to it?" Lorcan asked.
Again, Sookie wanted to smack him. "Maybe you should ask me when you don't have me chained to your floor."
Lorcan clapped his hands together and rocked back and forth with laughter. "Good point, I suppose. I only have a few more questions, and if you both behave, then maybe I'll unchain you."
How ironic; a demonic child telling them that they'll be rewarded for good behavior. Sookie struggled to hold back a sarcastic snort.
It was a good thing that Alcide was a fast runner in Were form, because Pam didn't slow down at all. As she approached the outskirts of the busy city, Pam couldn't help feeling relieved, and she looked over her shoulder and called out, "We're getting close," and she hoped that Alcide could hear her. Her heeled feet beat down against the sidewalk in loud clicks, not caring what humans saw her, followed by a huge light yellow wolf.
She can really feel Eric's emotions now, so strong, pulsing through their bond. He wasn't as angry anymore, nor scared, but he was extremely apprehensive, anticipating the worst. Pam sped up, hoping she'd get there in time, but made sure that she could still make out Alcide's heavy paws padding down on the sidewalk concrete.
About five more minutes, and she reached the house that Eric was inside. She stood still, trying to calm herself so she could enter the house silently. Alcide was right behind her; he sat down on the grass, panting, but not changing out of Were form. Pam inclined her head to him in gratitude, and even patted him on the top of his head. She crouched down so that she could whisper, "The vampires inside are powerful, more so than Eric, otherwise he would have never been in this situation." Alcide nodded his giant, furry head. "Hopefully we won't be attacked."
Pam stilled her body so that she made no unnecessary movements and slithered inside the house through the open door.
"What are your names?" was Lorcan's next question, looking back and forth between Eric and Sookie. "You both know our names; it's only polite that you both tell us yours."
Eric's eyes shifted to glance at Sookie, giving her a curt nod, before he said, "I'm Eric."
"Sookie," she muttered.
Lorcan looked curious. "Rather odd name isn't it?" he said thoughtfully, addressing Sookie. "I don't think I've met a Sookie before. Is it a nickname?"
Sookie shook her head. "No, it's my real name." Frankly, Sookie thought Lorcan didn't have any room to talk. He had an unusual name, too.
Eric's eyes traveled up towards the ceiling for a split second while the three redheaded vampires were all studying Sookie. He couldn't hear Pam, but he could feel her. Pam was so good at keeping quiet.
Lorcan waved his hands at his sisters so they'd come to join him, and feel free to chime in with questions. Apparently, Colleen had been waiting for this, because she immediately blurted out, "Are you two from Arkansas?"
Eric thought he heard the doorknob open, but he couldn't be sure. The triplets didn't move; they were too distracted by their prisoners. "No, we're not," Eric answered, leaving it at that.
"Where are you from, then?" Colleen continued.
"Shreveport," Eric said, right before Pam tossed herself across the room, landing on two out of the three triplets. She had a large silver chain in her gloved hands and pushed it up beneath their chins while Alcide circled Alana.
The two vampires that Pam had pinned were so much stronger than she was, yet they did not struggle. Instead, they seemed rather intrigued. Pam pulled a wooden stake out of her purse and pressed it into Lorcan's chest. "Let them go or all of you will meet the true death."
Lorcan laughed gleefully before he pushed Pam off the two of them in less than a second and flung her toward the back wall. He cornered her before she could push herself up from the floor, and he pointed the stake at her while Colleen swung the silver chain in her now gloved hands like a jump rope. "Call your wolf off my sister."
"Let them go first," Pam hissed through her descended fangs.
He peered over his shoulder, meeting Eric's eyes sapphire eyes. "I like you, Eric, and I like Sookie, too. Colleen will unchain you, but you are not to leave, nor are you to attack or I will kill you all," he said through a wide grin. "Do you understand?" When Eric nodded, Lorcan glanced at his sister and tilted his head toward the two chained vampires. "Go unlock them."
Pam relaxed considerably when she heard the resounding clicking of the handcuffs as they were pried open. "Alright, Alcide, you can stop now," she instructed, hoping that he'd stay close, just in case.
"Who are you?" Lorcan asked Pam politely once she turned back to him.
She looked over at Eric who nodded before she answered, "I'm Pam; Eric's other child."
"Ah, how fun," Lorcan exclaimed. "You're quite brave, taking on three 1,800-year-old vampires while you yourself cannot be much more than a century old. Your werewolf, too, since he's technically human."
Pam flashed Lorcan a tight smile before she quickly crossed the room so that she was standing by Eric and Sookie. The three of them must have looked a little intimidating, alongside Alcide, since Colleen said, "We meant you no harm."
"None at all; we actually really like you all," Alana said. "You see, we rarely get unexpected vampire visitors—"
"We get plenty of humans, but they are dealt with," Colleen interrupted, smiling.
"So, when some are in our nest and we do not know them," Alana pressed on.
"We get suspicious," said Colleen.
Alana rolled her eyes. "We usually use silver on our unwanted company, but Lorcan told us not to since Sookie's fae—"
"—And we've only met a couple of those before..."
"And then we question them, just to figure out why they're here."
"The ones that do not corporate meet the true death," Colleen said, smiling again.
"The ones that do corporate, we apologize to, and let them go on their merry way."
Lorcan interjected, "But not you guys." He didn't look malicious at all, but Sookie still didn't trust him. He was probably just a good actor. "As we said, we like you all, and it's actually quite lucky for us that you've stumbled upon our nest."
Sookie and Pam both looked at Eric, who finally succumbed and asked, "It is?"
"Yes," Lorcan answered, looking at each of his sisters before he continued. "We've wanted to move to Shreveport for a long time. Do you know the sheriff of your area?"
Eric smirked. "Yes, I'm the sheriff."
Lorcan's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, but he quickly regained his composure. "So you're Godric's child; the one he spoke so highly of."
Sookie looked up at Eric immediately, searching his expression. Eric's face softened at the mention of his maker, and looked quite taken aback. "You knew Godric?"
"Oh yes," Lorcan said excitedly. "We all did, in fact. We met him about a century and a half after we were made. He was a great vampire." The triplets all bowed their head slightly out of respect.
Eric was as still as a board, but he gave Lorcan a small nod. Sookie reached out to hold Eric's hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze.
"So, what do you say?" Lorcan asked. "Will you allow us to move into your area?"
Please say no, please tell this creepy kid to go fuck himself, please find the stake that Pam brought and drive it through his heart, Sookie thought, hoping it would transfer to Eric through their bond.
But Eric's mind was made up as soon as Lorcan mentioned that he knew Godric. "Of course, Lorcan."
About twenty minutes later and Eric and Sookie were alone again, walking toward the woods. They haven't said a word; Sookie's still upset at Eric for being so friendly to the triplets that locked them up.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Eric finally asked.
Silence.
Sookie was always a stubborn gal, why should she stop now?
"You don't understand," Eric started, shoving his fists in his pockets as they made their way through the trees. "Had some vampires broken into my home without my consent, sleeping in my space…well, I probably would have done worse than they did."
That wasn't comforting at all in Sookie's mind. "Is that a thing among vampires? Another vampire invades your space and you kill him?"
Eric clenched his jaw. There was so much about vampire politics that Sookie still needed to learn, but that would take years for her to get it down. "If said vampire has a good enough reason to kill another, then yes, he can do it. That vampire would have to appeal to the tribunal, which is what Bill had to do after he killed Longshadow, but he would not be punished."
Sookie shook her head; talk about information overload. "Those kids…there's something off about them."
"It's always frightening to see children who are absolutely lethal just because of their nature," Eric admitted, leading Sookie into the clearing. "But they knew Godric. I couldn't say no."
"I just hope you made the right decision," Sookie said flatly, shrugging her shoulders. What was done was done, and there was no use being upset about it.
Eric laughed. "So do I." He walked a few more paces till he was satisfied with their location. He turned around to face Sookie and put his hands on her shoulders. "It's time to teach you how to fight."
"Hmm, you think?" Sookie asked sarcastically.
He ignored her comment. "Fighting with vampires is different than fighting with humans. We don't waste our time throwing punches. Your fangs are your main weapon, but you need to be quick so that you have the upper hand and can strike." Sookie nodded. "I'll go to attack you, and you try to pin me down. I'll slow down a bit for you, of course," Eric told her, winking. "Ready?"
"Let's do it," Sookie answered, smiling.
Sookie braced herself, and within a second or so, Eric charged at her. She panicked, not knowing where to go, what to do, or how she was going to get his big body down to the ground. Sookie ran to the side and jumped on Eric's back from behind, but just as her arm was about to wrap around his neck, Eric's grabbed her and slammed her into the ground.
"Don't think, just do," Eric instructed, pulling Sookie up.
"Easy for you to say," Sookie spat, getting into position again.
Eric charged and Sookie ran towards the nearest tree, and climbed up the side to distract him. Once she was up high enough, Sookie launched herself off the trunk, landing on her feet and rammed her body into Eric's, pinning him to the tree.
"Good," Eric said before he wiggled free from Sookie's grasp and took off running. Sookie chased after him, dived for his body, and grabbed both his ankles, causing him to trip. Eric went down like a ton of bricks and Sookie maneuvered herself so that she was straddling his hips, pushing the side of his face down into the ground. Eric spat out a mouthful of dirt. "Who taught you how to fight?"
Sookie grinned. "Jason taught me a few things over the years." She helped Eric up, and as soon as he was on his feet, he knocked Sookie off hers, holding her down to the earth with a strong hand around her neck.
"He didn't teach you to always keep your guard up," Eric mused, pulling Sookie up again.
They both took a couple of steps back so that there was space in between them, only this time, Sookie ran towards him, moving in a zigzag line so that Eric had to really focus on where she was. Sookie attacked him from the side and pushed him into a bush before jumping in after him.
"Why'd you move in a zigzag line?" Eric asked, hauling himself out of the bush.
"That's how we're taught to escape alligators…or maybe it was crocodiles," Sookie said.
"Does that actually work?" Eric asked curiously.
Sookie shrugged. "No idea."
Eric put more space between himself and Sookie, and after she steadied herself, he charged. He pushed Sookie against a tree, her back slamming painfully against the rough bark before she heaved Eric down to the ground, holding him in place with her body weight. Eric hitched his legs behind her kneecaps, grabbed onto her shoulders, and rolled them over so that he was now on top of her. "I think you've got pinning down," he said, smiling. "I don't think we should fight for real in case something bad happens, but there's multiple ways to kill a vampire."
"Do tell," Sookie said curiously, wiggling beneath Eric's body teasingly.
He narrowed his eyes, grinned, then continued, "Well, you can stake a vampire," Eric said, ticking off one of his fingers. "You can also drain one, although that's usually human act. You can decapitate a vampire and they'll bleed out. Burning works, too, and severe silver poisoning in our blood will also do the trick." Eric grabbed Sookie's hand, brought it up to his mouth, and placed a soft kiss on her palm. "We also die from light, of course."
Sookie snatched her hand away from Eric's. "You said you didn't know about my powers."
"A little white lie won't hurt," Eric said simply.
She held her hand in front of her face, staring at her palm. "So, the light that comes out of my hands," Sookie started, tracing the lines on her palm with her fingertip lightly. "You think it'll make a vampire burn?"
"I have my suspicions," Eric admitted, kissing the side of Sookie's neck. "What Lorcan said made me think: The because of this connection, and highly evolved. They pull their powers from nature by channeling it, absorbing it, and using it for protection." He paused, deep in thought for a moment or two, and then continued, "Vampires have always been intoxicated by fairies, so it would not be surprising if they'd have some kind of power to hurt us before we hurt them. We cannot know if your light does burn a vampire until we try it out."
Sookie studied Eric's pointed expression. "I'm not trying it on you. I don't even know how to use it, and I do not want to hurt you."
Eric rolled off of Sookie's body and sat on the ground next to her. "Alana might be able to teach you how—"
"No, I don't want that freak teaching me anything!" Sookie said at once, sitting up. "If light really shoots out of my hands when I'm in trouble, then I will figure out how to do it myself."
"Sookie, you might need to learn how to do it," Eric said pointedly.
She huffed and hauled herself up off the floor. "But it's Alana, the little witch who locked me up."
There was ruffling in the woods, and a couple of twigs snapped beneath soft footsteps.
Eric's eyes shot toward where the sound came from, taking a step in front of Sookie so that she was blocked by his large body.
Eerily, Alana appeared out of nowhere, standing right in front of them in the clearing. "Did someone say my name?" the redheaded child asked impishly.
A/N: I know that Claudine's hand-light didn't burn Bill, but neither did the sun while he was in Faery. Who knows if it burns vampires in the real world, right?